Luyện nghe bài hát Did He Jump/Unfree Child/Mommy's Gone

Who was on the window ledge?
Did he or was he pushed?
He left a note no one read
In desperate hand the just said:
"Never my back on society
Society turn is on me.
Never tried to drop out,
I couldn't get in from the start."

The children all clever games
The grown-ups gave them clever
Turned them all from very
On to the competition
them T.V. everyday
Teach them how they should play
For the ones that start to
Cut them off till obey

Our friend was not the type
To want to have to stand and
Bully boys all pick
the lonely little kid
The ups all looked hard and long
Said "He's got two feet he can on"
We never like the sickly
The boisterous ones are much fun

He found it to socialize
Cause when he laughed or he cried
In the wrong place be chastised
An to be despised
Never learnt to the game the way
That your supposed to
Never learnt the to say
Or lock safe away

Who was that on the ledge?
Did he jump or was he
He left a note no one read
In desperate hand the note just
"Never turn my back on
Society is back on me.
All the can not be wrong
It be me I don't belong."
"All the world can not be
It be me I don't belong"
"All the world can not be
It must be me I belong"
"All the world can not be
It must be me I belong"
"All the can not be wrong
It be me I don't belong"

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The unfree is full of woe
Into the unfree adult he will
Have children of is own
On and on and so it

Take your from off your genitals
Eat those greens and grow up
Don't piss yourself it's naughty
Stephen, Stephen you shine
Don't now we are talking
Not a word you disgrace
people listening
Don't us
And never let us you masturbate

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When I was a baby my told me
If I was a bad boy daddy scold me
When I was a baby my lectured
If I was a good boy I would be

Mummy, daddy, what more would you
In your I'm not to be respected
Take you on but I'm one reflection
Of the that you hold and the way you see them

My mummy's
To a place where I go
A place that's in thy mystery
Of identity
Supermarkets and three pike
My gone
My gone

I was a little girl my mummy told me
Had to make an to make myself pretty
Got to get a husband, got to have a
Got to be a credit to the rest of the

Mummy, daddy, what would you expected
In eyes I'm not to be respected
Take you on but I'm just one
Of the values that you hold and the way you see

My gone
To a place I can't go
A that's cloaked in thy mystery
Of corporate
and three pike suits
My gone
My mummy's

Now I'm older, I know that you scared me
But I don't hold it against you, it damage me sorley
I you're a victim just just like me
You can feel the just just like me

Mummy, daddy, what would you expected
In your eyes I'm not to be
you on but I'm just one reflection
Of the values that you and the way you see them

My gone
To a place where I go
A place that's cloaked in thy
Of identity
Supermarkets and three pike
My gone
My gone